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Green to blew my heart is true
See in the sky, how high I fly looking down,
Do you see that town?
Nothing is moving because of you
Your slumber makes the world stand still
Arise, wake up, the moons had enough
See the sun’s rays, beyond hill range?
He’s holding still, waiting for Jill
Even the rain, waiting patiently

Come sweet child open thy eyes
Eastern wind won’t even blow
The birds are waiting need fly high
To swoop and dive before they die
Oh come, wake up sleepy head-why

Do we have to blow?
the wake-up horn
A mighty raw, wake the heavens for sure
The stars they twinkle, waiting, so still
I’m flying high waiting for Jill

A thousand years, one has sung this song
Resonate thou heart beat throbbing
Tears of shattered glass spills forth
d’ye not see this longing
Now dissipated dreams, feel that breeze
Hope of love, all but lost, fading blindly

A woman I loved left her be
My God what a fool do such thing
Did I not see how she loved me
Now I say come back my love
I lost you once never more
Only if you wish friends again
Yes never here this place pain
But in my soul never truly gone
Too late now, it be too much
water under the bridge
Yes it be me who left this
woman, sincerely loved

Therefore, life must go on we
wonder often how you be
Not a word, a call. Died
Nothing compares to you
your smile, poetry, love.
My place I know upon this land
theirs many types of love we speak
we may use it freely in words to you
I feel a bond, it may be spiritual
I hope it. For it is free to do as it
pleases, it can travel places we know
not of.
You speak so wisely and of understanding
so, like a goddess who listens openly
my talk of love to you my sweet, is to show
you that there is always someone who cares.

If not in body, only in words
I know you need someone to hug, embrace
hold hands; be in your life, even to love.
A thousand voices cannot do that for you

What you have is special to you, yours
You are loved by others in your life
One day soon it will be fulfilled, so true
Your Goddess is helping you, believe

No more, I speck of love to you
Love I say as a friend, helpless that I be
this I write may not be right
for you I say believe one day.